Home Again Home Again, Jiggity Jog

Though we were a little late in landing, we arrived back in Sydney at 6.15am, and were greeted by grey clouds and lingering rain. All a bit different from what we had been used to.
More delays, in again taxiing to their furthest part of the airport, then having to wait for cargo to be moved so we could disembark, jump on a bus and be driven back to the terminal, and then line up to get through immigration and customs, had Mum and dad and Helen well over the chances of ever travelling on Virgin again. Still, to me it was just another area where we had to be patient with the queues.

We found our bus driver, hopped on board and were driven home to our door, at which we arrived almost spot on 9.00am. This was somewhat counter-productive, because Chris & Chris and the kids didn't show up for half an hour, and we had no key to get in, so we had to wait on the Deck with an old copy of the Lake Times to keep us amused.

It was great to see the kids, who were very excited, and glad to see both sides, grandparents and grandkids, ha had a good time in our absence. The handing out of the presents bought and the viewing of all the other purchases kept everyone amused after the breakfast that Chris & Chris had brought over.

The remainder of the Sunday was spent in recuperation, with the kids playing, Helen snoozing and me watching the footy.